Some people only feel truly alive when they are angry.
Loving my enemy today might save me a lot of heartache down the road.
Big changes come from small beginnings.
Maybe I would be happier, if I asked myself the same questions I mentally direct toward others.
What if every bad thing that happens to us is intended to be a gift?
This is not a greeting card. This is not sweet and pretty. This is a thank you for the real stuff.
You are not done yet. There is so much more to explore, and the adventure is happening all around you.
Love is more than a pretty idea. It arms me with the strength and confidence of a warrior.